"Teacher..." Teresa's voice was soft, as gentle as fingers brushing the surface of silk.
"Thank you. I have never been able to repay your love, and I will never be able to repay you in the future... Don't blame the Grand Master and the others. I made the sacrifice voluntarily."
"I... I am not innocent. Although it is my ancestors who have transgressed the gods, not me and my brothers and sisters, but you must pay the price for whatever you do."
"You also taught me that the price of the gift of fate has long been secretly marked, and I have already received a lot. Now it is my turn to pay the price, so I will back down. This is not okay."
Facing death, Teresa calmly seemed to tell the fate of others.
Sun Yun stopped, turned around, took off his red mask, and looked at Teresa. His aqua blue eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the purple mask.
"You kid, you've always been like this, always been like this!" Sun Yun's tone was a little angry.
"You are too gentle, can't you be selfish and think about yourself? Do you think sacrifice is just death? Is Shroud such a simple thing?"
"There is more than one god there. Your soul will be tortured by pain until it is ruined. Your sacrifice may be meaningless! The power of the gods is unpredictable!"
Perhaps because he was too excited, Sun Yun put his hands on Teresa's shoulders.
"Shroud Mentor Association has split. The gods are selecting their followers. Some people are hiding in order to escape the pursuit of fate. I also have a little power of my own..."
After a slight pause, Sun Yun made up his mind and said, "Come with me, escape from here, I will protect you, and then we will find a way to cut off the connection with Shroud and live an ordinary life."
One second, two seconds, three seconds, a minute passed, and Teresa didn't say a word.
Under the purple mask, she just smiled slightly. She knew that her mentor was sincere and hoped that she would have a good future, but Teresa could not make such a selfish decision.
She grew up in the association since she was a child. The association did not discriminate against her because of her bloodline. She could equally obtain the resources for survival and receive the same education.
Because of her outstanding talent, the association also gave her a better platform and arranged a mentor who loved and cared for her so much.
Teresa felt that she had received enough. If she really had to pay a price for the gift of fate, the price she paid was quite cheap in terms of what she got.
The mentor she couldn't harm became the target of the association, and her brothers and sisters who couldn't be harmed paid the price for her.
"Teacher, thank you, but it's time for us to leave. The Great Teacher is still waiting for us."
Teresa's words instantly took away all the courage from Sun Yun. His hands that grabbed Teresa's shoulders first exerted force, then weakly let go and dropped.
Hope disappeared from Sun Yun's eyes. He put down his hands and put on the red mask again, and continued walking down the stone steps as if he had lost his soul.
No matter how long the stone steps are, there is an end, no matter how deep the underground is, there is an end.
The place for sacrifice has arrived.
Dozens of association members wearing various burqas stood here solemnly, waiting for the arrival of Sun Yun and Teresa.
These association members formed a circle, with a strange magic circle drawn with pink lines in the center. The Grand Master in a red robe stood in the center with his hands intertwined.
He looked at Teresa quietly, turning a blind eye to Sun Yun in front of him.
When he was about to reach the magic circle, Sun Yun stopped and stood outside the magic circle, where he belonged.
Teresa walked up to the Grand Master step by step, bowed her head and saluted her.
"Thank you Theresa, your sacrifice and bravery are worth learning from every member of the association."
Grand Mentor Sophia seemed to glance at Sun Yun, "You are more pious than your mentor and know the overall situation."
Teresa lowered her head and did not speak. She maintained her saluting posture.
"Sacrifice is necessary. It can only be said that your ancestors made a big mistake. They should not interfere with fate and overstep the gods. Things that have been destined have changed, and the gods no longer trust each other. The strong and united Shroud Mentors Association is a thing of the past..."
"The Shroud Mentor Association is a believer in God. Everyone who prays to Shroud devoutly and seeks knowledge and answers will be marked. It is very simple. We regard them as gods, and gods will naturally respond to their believers."
Sighing slightly, Sophia was also a mortal. If she had the choice, she would not make the choice to sacrifice.
"There is no way. Mortals are just ants and dust in the eyes of gods. In order to survive, we must gain the favor of a god."
"I understand, Grand Master, I accept my fate." Teresa raised her head and looked at Sophia.
Nodding, Sofia squatted down slightly and curtsied to Teresa.
"The name of the god we pray to is an instrument of desire. During the ceremony, you must keep calling the name of the god in your heart."
After saying that, Sophia walked out of the magic circle, leaving the core position to Theresa.
After everything was ready, the ceremony began, and everyone began to pray to the instrument of desire. With the sound of prayer, their Psionics reached a balance, and the door of Shroud began to open to them.
The entire space began to become illusory, the boundary between the material world and the Psionics world began to blur, and the entire space began to be filled with purple mist and enveloped everyone.
There seems to be something in the purple mist, and there are physical things running and playing inside. No member of the association stopped to pray, nor did they dare to be attracted by the things in the purple mist.
A terrifying giant hand stretched out from the fog. It seemed to be playing, and its fingers touched the heads of the praying association members one by one.
The sharp nails on it leave no doubt that if the giant hand exerts just a little force, it can pierce the person praying. This is a terrifying giant hand that even the devil cannot describe.
Soon, the hand was attracted by Teresa's call and stretched out towards her.
"Ah~ a fresh body, a delicious sacrifice, a delicious soul..."
This is not a word, but a thought, an expression, and it suddenly appears in everyone's heart.
The giant hand hung above Teresa's head, seeming to find this sacrifice that bowed its head in prayer very interesting, so it made a weak grab.
The purple hood and veil that covered Teresa's face disappeared, like an eraser being wiped off a piece of paper.
Then with a slight lift of his fingers, Teresa's head was lifted up, and she was forced to open her eyes, allowing her to witness this inhuman existence with her own eyes.